[He fiddled with the bear for a few more seconds before setting it aside. It was amusing enough, and he didn't object to having it in his space—heck, it might even make a better roommate than Grift. It'd be quiet, clean, wouldn't touch his stuff.

Definitely fuzzier.]

You do give a guy a few things to think about, Grift. Which is why I think I'm headed back out—if I want to be able to use this, I have to fix it back up.

[He slapped a hand on the left arm of the cross, giving it a fond look. He had a feeling Grift would be all over it the second he left the room, but as long as he didn't break anything, Chapel didn't mind.]

I'm going to see if I can beg a few parts from the marketplace. Need anything while I'm out?